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Dahlia DeWinters - Author

Quirky Heroines, Happy Endings

Tell Me, Touch Me, Feel Me – Kassanna

Kassanna, my fellow author-in-crime has a new release!  Check out the hot, sexy cover and the blurb:

Luther Lexington didn’t question why his brother sent for him, but
knowing John, he was sure he had his reasons. What he didn’t expect
was to find a mocha beauty, in the guise of security personnel that
threw her fists first and asked questions later. From the moment she
laid him low, he wanted to get her lower, as in under him.

Tanya Babineaux did what she was supposed to do as a Club Lexx
security guard. Make trespassers leave by any means necessary. How was
she to know he was the owner’s little brother? Now he corners her
every chance he gets, and she doesn’t have time to play.

Tanya harbors a secret, and if Luther doesn’t stop chasing her…in the
end she could lose it all. That is, of course, if his brothers don’t
ruin everything first.

Excerpt:

Excerpt

After making sure all the lights were on, she took a good look at Luther. He’d removed his shoes and was stretching in the middle of the ring. With his chest bared she saw every ripple his muscles made. Cream filled her panties. Right now he’s the enemy, idiot. Stop letting him distract you. Tanya berated herself while trotting back to the ring. She climbed up and stared at him for a moment before crawling under the ropes.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Why, you scared?”

“Of you? Phhhfffttt.” She blew a raspberry at him.

“So how do you want to do this?”

“Pin me. Two out of three wins.”

“Remember you agreed to this so don’t get mad at me when I win.”

“Bring it on.” Tanya raised her and crooked her fingers.

Luther didn’t hesitate. Grabbing her around the waist he went straight for her body. Scrambling, Tanya gripped his forearms while pushing back against his chest to loosen his hold then she dropped, slipping from his grasp. Tanya rolled between his legs and came up behind him. Kicking at the back of his knee he went down. Turning over before she could jump on his back he came up quickly to face her.

“I’m pretty sure that is an illegal move.” He limped back and forth.

“You didn’t say we were playing by rules. I’ll have to remember that.” Tanya wiped a hand down her face, hiding her smile.

“No, rules aren’t necessary. Glad to know where we stand.” His eyes narrowed as he studied her.

They circled each other a few circuits around the ring. He tackled her legs, taking her down. They hit the mat with a thump. Pulling one leg from his grasp she twisted her body and tried to crawl from beneath him. Luther let go of her other leg and wrapped his hands around her waist to pull her back. He fell down on her body. She lay under his body, breathing hard and listening to his breath saw in and out of his lungs.

“You give?” His words came in short pants.

“Not even, you have to pin my shoulders.” Bucking, she got enough room between their bodies to slither free. He grabbed her ankle and flipped her, tugging her back toward him. Bringing her knees to her chest before he could fall on top of her, she heaved him up and off her. He didn’t move far, hustling to climb back on top of her. Tanya crab-walked to the side, eluded his grasp and rolled up onto her feet. Luther grabbed her shorts and pulled them down around her knees. Kicking her legs she shed her shorts and did a couple of hops to evade him. She looked down her body, and pursed her lips. Holding out her hand, she waited for him to throw her the clothing.

“No rules, remember?” Luther brought the crotch of her shorts to his nose. “Damn, you smell good.”

“Fuck you.”

“We did that already but I’d love to do it again.” He swung the material on his index finger.

She made a grab for it and missed. He swung her around and pushed her against the ropes. Covering her with his body, Luther lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers, hard. Her mouth opened under his assault. His tongue swept into her mouth, brushing pass her teeth, and tangled with hers. Her hands crept up his arms over his sweat-dampened skin and locked around his neck. He groaned into her mouth when her hands tousled his hair.

Luther lifted his head, looked her in the eye and flipped her around. Kissing the back of her neck and down her spine he pushed her over the top rope, bending her at the waist.

Slipping his fingers into the elastic of her panties, he tugged. The fabric gave way and his fingers dug into the soft cheek of her ass as he kept her from flipping over onto the floor below.

“I want you,” he whispered as he dropped minute kisses along her shoulder blades.

“You can have me if you pin me.” She slipped out of his grasp, naked except for her bra. She stared at the length of his cock straining against his jeans. Meeting his stare, she arched a brow.

“I’m motivated, what can I say.” He shrugged.

Tanya couldn’t suppress the laughter that bubbled up from her chest. “Come and get me, big boy.” She braced her feet in anticipation of his next move.

Luther charged for her, reminding her of a bull on the run. She held her ground, waiting to the last possible second. When he was within range, she gripped his bicep, and jumped off her toes. Wheeling around, she threw herself across his body, dropping him where he stood. The mat shook under their combined weight. Her breast pressed flat on his chest, she took two deep breaths before rising and shifting to crouch over him. With her arms straight and hands pushed against his shoulders, she leaned forward.

 

Buy Links:

 Evernight Publishing

Amazon

 


Filed Under: Uncategorized Tagged: evernight publishing, interracial romance, kassanna, multicultural romance

Reflections

Time for me to take a deep breath.  I’ve got two (count ’em) two stories out on submission that I’m waiting to hear yay or nay and I’ve gotten ideas for two more stories. A writer FB friend of mine, Kassanna lit a fire under my writer bootie when that very day I’d been at sixes and sevens about what to do next. So now, I’m happily working on a sort of a sequel to Kitty Wishes, which was my first little book released last October.  Does time fly or what?

Speaking of Kitty Wishes, I’d like to send out a big thank you to those of you who read Kitty  Wishes.  It is really quite flattering to see that people appreciate the stories that I make up in my head.  I hope that it was entertaining to you and that you look forward to my upcoming releases.  Right now, I am about 25K into my zombie story, spawned by my watching of The Walking Dead and kinda not really feeling the storyline.  For those of you who watch, when they got stuck on that farm for about sixteen years, I had had it.  I will say the comic was much better.

So there you go.  I leave you with two things:  Thank you to my readers, whoever you may be.  And, if you haven’t purchased Kitty Wishes and are into paranormal lite…well what are you waiting for?

Much love!

 

TSS


Filed Under: Uncategorized Tagged: dahlia dewinters, interracial romance, multicultural romance

Featured Author – Juliet Chastain

I’d like to welcome Juliet Chastain to my blog today.  A little about Juliet:

As an ex-fashion photographer, Juliet Chastain says that, in a way, writing fiction is a lot like photography. She takes a few elements—models and clothes in photography, characters and setting in her writing—and makes them come alive in a compelling story.

And now to the interview….

What is the easiest part of writing for you?  What is the hardest part?

There is no part I’d describe easy. The hardest is usually getting that first draft on paper. But once in a while magic happens and it practically writes itself.

Do you have any advice to aspiring writers?

Just go ahead and write as though you were talking to a friend. Don’t get tied up in knots trying to sound literary.

Name some of your favorite books.

Pride and Prejudice, the first Harry Potter, Moby Dick, anything by Jane Smiley

Do you have a writing regimen?

Get up in the morning, go for a walk and think about what I am going to write, come back, get something to eat and take it to the computer and fiddle with e-mail and generally try to avoid writing but eventually get to work. When I run out of steam in the writing department, I switch to revising and PR and the annoying must-dos of daily life

What are the perks of being an author?

You never have to wear uncomfortable clothes to work—in fact you can work in your pajamas if you want. Sometimes I skip my morning walk and get right to work in my pjs. And it’s fun imagining people from different times or cultures. I’ve been working on a series about Gypsies and I’ve learned so much about those rather mysterious people. Then there are totally imaginary creatures, like the man-wolf in Cry of the Wolf. I’m writing another story about him and the woman he loves in which he explores the difference between his animal and his human nature.

You are having a dinner party.  You are able to invite one literary character, one president, one musician, one sports figure and one movie villain. 

Literary Character: Elizabeth Bennet

President: Lincoln

Musician: John Lennon

Sports Figure: Jesse Owens

Movie Villain: the vampire Lestat (although I liked him better in the book)

Quickies:

Fuzzy socks or slippers? Neither. Flip flops—I live in Florida

What’s your favorite shape? round

Crayons, markers or paint? Paint

Spanish or French? French—I studied it for four years and have never been to France–yet

Word Association:

Writer: Madness. Oh dear, that was my first thought.

Cheese: wine. Crackers would be good too.

Bestseller: I wish

Supermarket: hatred and loathing. I hate shopping for food. Now clothes, that’s different!

Now you get to ask me a question:

How on earth do you find time to run this great blog you have? I drink a lot of coffee and stay up until ungodly hours of the night!!  BTW, thank you for the compliment!

Thanks so much for taking the time to answer these questions!

And thank you—it was fun!

For the Love of a Gypsy Lass is Juliet’s latest book, from Breathless Press –

Blurb:

While trying to woo Gypsy singer Talaitha Grey, Lord Harry Beresford does everything wrong. Is her attraction to him strong enough that she can forgive him?

Lord Harry Beresford is used to having everything his way—that is, until he falls in love with Gypsy singer Talaitha Grey. Proud Talaitha is as unimpressed by his title as she is by his wealth, but can she fight her powerful attraction to the man behind those things?

 

breathlesspress.com/juliet chastain

Amazon.com Cry of the Wolf

Amazon.com/The-Captain-Courtesan

You can learn more about Juliet and her collection of out-of-the-ordinary heroes at julietchastain.com, and contact her at juliet@julietchastain.com or on Twitter or Facebook

 

 


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Lazy Sunday Meme – The Power of Four

It was one of those weekends.  I’m burnt out from editing and revising a WIP ( a never ending process that I declare ends today!)  Then I discover that my poor, poor blog hasn’t been touched since goodness knows when.

I have no ideas….it’s MEME time!

This is a real easy one based on the power of four.  No tricks, just a list.  Hope you’ll join me!

 

 

Four Places I have worked/Jobs I have had

DairyQueen
Macy’s Salesperson (Lingerie)
Website Designer
Mathematics Teacher

Four Places I Have Lived:
Los Angeles, California
New Orleans, Louisiana
New Haven, Connecticut
New Jersey

Four Movies I Could Watch Again and Again:
Aliens
Goodfellas
X-Men
Double Indemity

Four Television Shows I Watch (Don’t really watch that much TV)
Grimm
Hoarders
The Sopranos
48 Hours on ID

Four Authors I Enjoy:
Stephen King
Ed McBain
Robert B. Parker
Michael Connelly

Four Places I Have Travelled To:
Grand Canyon
Disney World
Kentucky Downs
Mexico City

Four Websites I Visit Daily:
Shades of the Muse
Tumblr
Dr. Mercola
NFL.com

Four Blogs I Visit Weekly:
Heroes and Heartbreakers
Writing World
The Bleacher Report
Advanced Fiction Writing

Four of My Favorite Foods:
Strawberry Yogurt
Dark Chocolate (85%)
Grilled Chicken Salad
Chocolate Almond Ice Cream

Four Places I’d Rather Be:
At the beach
Gardening
Sleeping
In Las Vegas

Four People I Want to Tag:
Nikki
Tara
Cassanna
W Lynn

If you’ve been tagged, make your own list and link back to this post.  Have fun with it and happy Sunday.

 


Filed Under: Uncategorized Tagged: dahlia dewinters

Featured Author – Danica Avet

I’d like to welcome Danica Avet who is the featured author for today.

A little about Danica:

Danica Avet was born and raised in the wilds of South Louisiana (that would be somewhere around Houma) where mosquitoes are big enough to carry off small children and there are only two seasons: hot and hotter. With a BA in History, she figured there were enough fry cooks in the world and decided to try her hand at writing. For eight years she played at writing, but in 2008, she decided to get serious and began down the rocky road to publication.
Unmarried with no children, Danica is the lucky pet of a compulsively needy dog and two cats. The pitter-patter of little feet has been known to make her break out into a cold sweat.

What has been the toughest criticism given to you as an author?

Probably that my characters sometimes act immature. I have a goofy sense of humor and it shows up once in a while…okay, a lot of times in my books.

What is the easiest part of writing for you?  What is the hardest part?

Ideas are the easy part for me. I’ll pick up a story idea from something someone says, from a song, or from a dream I have. It’s the execution that’s the hardest part for me. Sometimes what my brain puts down on the page isn’t exactly what my creative mind wanted. It doesn’t always jive, so I have to finesse the story to make the logical part fit the fantastical part of my creative process.

Name some of your favorite movies.

Oh man, almost too many! Snatch, Die Hard, Pitch Black (Vin Diesel, rar!), The Muppets (I know, it’s kind of thrown in there with a bunch of action flicks, but I love it), The Rocky Horror Picture Show, The Adventures of Priscilla Queen of the Desert, Lord of the Rings Trilogy, Star Wars, etc.

Name some of your favorite books.

This is even worse than picking my favorite movies! A Hunger Like No Other by Kresley Cole, Dark Lover by J.R. Ward, Sheltered by Charlotte Stein, Annie’s Song by Catherine Anderson, Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams, the entire pride series by Shelly Laurenston, and the dragon kin books by G.A. Aiken.

Do you have a writing regimen?

I try to write five days of the week with weekends off unless I’m “feeling the muse”. Sometimes a story has me in the grips and I can’t stop writing, but that’s a very rare occurrence.

What are the perks of being an author?

Going to writer’s conferences and meeting people just like me. Writers are my people because they don’t look at me strangely when I say “You know, I had this idea for a book about a virgin succubus, what do you think?”

You are having a dinner party.  You are able to invite one literary character, one president, one musician, one sports figure and one movie villain. 

Literary Character: Frankenstein’s monster. I always felt sorry for him and I bet no one ever invites him anywhere.

President: Andrew Jackson (I’m from south Louisiana so he’s something of a local legend)

Musician: Maynard James Keenan of Tool

Sports Figure: Drew Brees (Saints fan! And he seems like such a nice man) TSS:  And he would probably bring something really good to eat.

Movie Villain: Hans Gruber from Die Hard because he’s so awesomely bad

Quickies:

Fuzzy socks or slippers? Fuzzy socks!

What’s your favorite shape? Triangle

Crayons, markers or paint? Crayons

Spanish or French? French

Word Association:

Writer: Witty

Cheese: Yellow

Bestseller: Stephen King

Supermarket: Hell

Now you get to ask me a question:

How do you come up with all of these amazingly hard to answer questions? LOL!  I had to dig up something that was both fun to read and a little challenging.

Thanks so much for taking the time to answer these questions, Danica!

Stay in touch:

Website: www.danicaavet.com

Blog: www.danicaavet.wordpress.com

Facebook:  Danica Avet

Blurb:

Olympus, Inc., 1

Enforcer Roxana Love works for Olympus, Inc., the corporate face of the Greek pantheon, and knows better than to trust anyone in administration. Assigned to find and protect the newest member of Olympus, Inc., she figures it’ll be a grab and go job, until she discovers her assignment is the same man she slept with the night before. Keeping things professional will be near impossible when she can’t decide if she wants to kill or kiss him.

One night with Roxana isn’t enough for Mason Landry, despite how crazy she seems. However, he isn’t given much choice when he’s thrown through his window, attacked by mythical beings, and told he’s part-immortal. Roxana’s explanation is too fantastical to believe, but if it keeps him by her side, he’ll go along for the ride. Meeting gods and dodging monsters from lore is nothing compared to the fight he’ll have winning Roxana’s heart.


Excerpt:

She woke up in a puddle of drool. Roxana made a face. Her mouth tasted like a cat had taken a shit in it in the middle of the night. Ugh. Morning breath. She needed a toothbrush and a gallon of mouthwash. Now.

She rolled away from her drool, throwing her arm out. It landed on something solid and warm. She froze. What. The. Hell. She tried to remember what happened the night before. Yeah, it didn’t take long for the memories to come roaring back. Sex. Lots of sex. With a human! A human who had managed to keep up with her, twist her inside out, and made her come so many times, she felt like they set a world record.

A groan hovered. No, no regrets. She’d needed last night to work her frustrations at Zeus out of her system. And it had so worked. She felt more relaxed than she had in years.

She cracked open one eye and peered around the room. She was in his apartment. Thank gods it wasn’t hers. He was simply too good at making her come to injure by kicking him out of her bed.

Dried spit on the side of her face reminded her she’d been drooling. Drooling! Ugh. She pushed herself up and looked over at Mason. He was flat on his stomach, half of his body hanging off the bed. She looked at herself. She was a total bed hog, and she knew it. She’d probably pushed him that way at some point in the night because she was in the center of the bed with plenty of room. She smirked.

Served him right after that last round of mind-blowing sex.

Early morning light slanted over the bed, caressing his skin like a lover. She could stare at his body forever, but that would not work. She had a job to do. Heaving a mental sigh, she eased out of the bed. He’d been a good lay for the night, good enough to leave her a little wobbly when she tried to stand.

Okay. That never happened to her. She could usually go several rounds and still have enough energy and strength to kick ass afterwards. Mason had definitely been worth the time she lost the night before. Her thighs were stained with her juices and his cum. She sighed. Glad she’d conjured a pack of towelettes when she left the bar last night, she grabbed a few to clean herself. With the way they’d gone at it, it was a damn good thing she couldn’t get pregnant from a mortal. Her body needed immortal seed to conceive. She shook her head with a soft laugh.

She found her four thousand dollar dress crumpled on the floor. Eh, looked like she had another dress to donate to the cleaning service. She waved her hand towards the dress, sending it to her apartment on Mount Olympus. She conjured a pair of distressed Hudson jeans and an Aiko tunic because she’d be combing the streets for Zeus’s friggin’ grandson. She’d leave the panties for Mason. They were her favorite, yeah, but were so torn up she couldn’t wear them again.

Roxana smiled and dressed as quickly as she could. No use hanging around for Mason to get all weepy when he saw the best piece of ass he’d ever had walking out the door. She wasn’t cocky. She’d seen the enthralled look on his face. She stopped to buff her nails. Yeah, she was good. And in a damn good mood after yesterday’s self-pity party.

It took a little longer to find her shoes. She leaned on the bed to put them on, her gaze eating up the sight of a naked, exhausted Mason sprawled on the bed. He was so sexy. She sighed. His skin was so gorgeous, like dark satin poured over steely muscles. Yeah, she could get used to that sight. The scars littering his skin only made him much more attractive to her. She so loved a male who—

She blinked. Shook her head. A little laugh escaped her. She was imagining things, of course. Roxana stood up straight and swung her purse over her shoulder. She headed to the door, pausing in the doorway.

And looked back at the big man on the bed. His head was turned towards her, his face relaxed in sleep. She tilted her head to the left, then to the right. Her heartbeat spiked. No. No, no, no!

Her purse fell to the floor with a thud, but she ignored it as she stalked back to the bed. Upon closer inspection, the scars looked familiar. Too familiar for her peace of mind. The scar tissue on her back and chest itched. No, this could not be happening.

Her legs gave out, and she sprawled on the floor next to the bed. She stared up at the ceiling as her brain swirled with the implications of what she’d done.

She’d had sweaty, dirty monkey sex with Heracles’s son. She was so screwed, she’d be lucky if she could hold her head up at the next inter-company mixer. Her hands curled into fists.

She was going to kill Mason and make it look like an accident. She was an Enforcer; she was good at things like that. He’d never even realize it. The bastard. He’d probably tell his man-whore dad all about her begging him for his cock. Impotent tears burned her eyes as she imagined the hard-earned respect she’d gained over the last two thousand years slipping away from her.

Buy Links:

Evernight Publishing

Amazon

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